The Couple Poem by Steven David
The Couple
They walk as in a summer's breeze,
now linked by their shared futures,
feigning joy in path-side blooms,
who's perfume guides their way.
They wave, and join me where I sit,
at an empty picnic table,
and give a symbiotic blush,
then chat with me awhile.
Cashmere sweater's pastel shades,
tied lightly, o'er their shoulders.
Her finger tagged with diamond ring.
His easy laughter hollow.
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